Let's work, Black Dragon

"Wait!"

Li Xianyu raised his hand and gently hit li peiyun's wrist, and the sword suddenly stagnated.

Li peiyun glared at him.

we can't kill it yet. It's the only clue left behind by the guy who seems to be a true dragon. Li Xianyu shook his head and gave his reason.

Moreover, there were still many details that he had yet to ask.

There was no point in directly asking about such details. The dark Dragon's intelligence was too low to grasp the main point of his question. He had to figure it out and explore it himself during their usual conversations.

It had been two hundred years. Even if he didn't go there often, he was usually brainwashed. However, over the long years, many things would be exposed without a trace. The Black Dragon couldn't say it out loud. It was very likely that it had forgotten.

"You want to subdue it?" Li peiyun looked at the shameless and despicable Li family descendant, caught his thoughts, and felt that he was playing with fire.